Saturday, 1 November 2014

Blog Tour - Fear Of Heights (Heightsbound #2) By Mara White

Fear of Heights

Title:  Fear of Heights (The Heightsbound Series #2) 
  Author:  Mara White 
  Series: The Heightsbound Series 
  Genre:  Erotic \
Publication Date:  September, 12, 2014 
  Event Organized By:  Literati Author Services, Inc.

~ Synopsis ~

What are you willing to sacrifice for love? Your family? Your freedom? What about your life?
She’s a wealthy, forty-three-year-old Upper East Sider with a PhD – He’s a twenty-three-year-old Dominican drug dealer from Washington Heights.
Kate Champion always did exactly what was expected of her. She was the perfect wife, the perfect mother – until the day she met Jaylee Inoa.
Their journey travels a path riddled with danger, deceit, scandal and loss – where nothing is as it seems. Yet Kate and Jaylee’s passion for one another remains nearly unstoppable.

Will this daring pair of lovers from two different worlds triumph over circumstance? Can they deny the past in their quest to be together? Or is fear the ultimate navigator - a force more powerful than love?

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My Review

If you haven't already read the First book of this series Heights of desire then you need to read it first. But let me tell you be prepared to zone out everything once you start reading it. It was a 5/5 star read. 

I was not very patiently awaiting Fear of Heights so when I was gifted a copy by Mara and asked to review it, I thought Christmas had come early.. 

**** This is your warning. You need supplies with this book****

Once I started reading this I COULDN'T put it down. This book didn't just have me on the edge of my seat It had standing up shouting. And all at Kate, I'm not kidding I never knew if I wanted to scream, shout, shake or smack her. This book will pull every emotion from you. I did try and read it on my lunch in work but on gave up on that idea  because I couldn't bare to be disturbed. 

I thought I was blown away With Heights of Desire, but Let me tell you THIS book, I felt like I was in the middle of a hurricane. My anxiety was at an all time high. When I finished It I felt like the hurricane had took me along for the ride and dumped me out, upside down, inside out, wrong way round. Its been a little while since I have read it and I still think WOW. 

I strongly recommend you buy this book. 

Mara, what can I say? I think WOW is too tame of a word to describe Fear of Heights.  It was so worth the wait for this book. This book is exceptionally written, It's stunning in it's entirety, Its flawless in every sense. It's absolutely amazing. I loved everything about it. 

This definitely gets 5/5 stars and 5/5 for movie moments.    



Rikers Island, East Elmhurst, New York

My stomach growls from the shit lunch of bologna and American cheese.  I’ll die before I’m twenty-five in here from all the crap they been feeding me.  I need more calories because of my workout routine, and the commissary just don’t cut it.  Half the time I probably burning muscle, but what the fuck you gonna do about it?  You can’t change this fucked-up machine.  What I wouldn’t give for some Spanish food—just a goddamn plate of my grandma’s rice and beans.
I flip the pen around and around in my hand, trying to think of what to say.  It brings me right back to being eight years old, the school-assigned social worker jabbing at me to “write him whatever you please!”  I pick at a popped blister from going at the weights in the yard.  Soon enough it’ll get hard and callous—just like everybody who been up in here too long.
“He’d love to hear anything about you. Why don’t you tell him about basket-ball?”  As if it was easy, when you hadn’t talked to him in years.  An’ my ma bent over the kitchen table with cried-on love letters to my dad, praying on lighted candles and over special oils to Dios Santísimo, that he don’t get sent to Sing Sing. 
We couldn’t afford the trip up there, so we saw him less and less.  The sound of his voice just became a memory to me, and when we did get up there, I pitied the man I saw.  Couldn’t get past the fact that he fucked up. I felt like he let them put him away.  I swore to myself if I ever got there, I’d be smarter than he was.  That I’d get revenge before I’d let ‘em make me live my life behind bars.  Now look at where I am. 
At least I got a plan.
            Love letters.  Kate wrote me one once.  There’s a trick to them, right?  You gotta try to convince a woman that you’ll love her forever.  It’s not just about the first time she reads it, she’s gotta see it every time she looks.  Try doing it on jail-issued stationery.  I had to earn the privilege to use a pen.  How the fuck you tell someone they everything you got—when all you got is a page?  How do I tell her how much I want her to have my kid?  I love knowing that he’s inside her, that there’s part of me with her.  Thing is, I can’t control the lies she’s being fed; she’ll choose the lawyer over me.

  How do you say all that on paper when all you ever got through was public school?   She got everything she needs—or at least that’s how it’d seem to anybody looking in.  But I know—I know—how much Kate needs me.
I crumple up the last sheet of the ones they gave me and toss it onto my bunk.  I don’t know how to put my heart on paper.  I can’t make her understand why I did what I done.     

            On Friday they call me out for a visit, though I’m not expecting nobody.  Mamá, Janinie, and everybody coming next week—or that’s what we said on the phone.  I’m never expecting Kate again.  I have no idea what she decided to do with the baby.  I don’t know if he still here with us or gone already.  The baby’s the only thing I ever cared about more than her, but I’m not gonna let myself hate her for it.  She shouldn’t a’ had to go through it by herself - either way.  If I’d watched my back, I wouldn’t a’ ended up here.
            I stick my hands out the drop door in the cell so they can cuff me.  The corrections officer calls me “Dorado,” ‘cause that’s what they called my pops when he was here.  I try not to get involved, but it ain’t easy when your ties run deep like mine do.  My old man spent a minute in Rikers; he up the river now in Sing Sing.  He’s spending his days at the big house, but he got connections all through the whole system.  He got his reputation too, and I’m expected to keep it.
            Probably an ex or somebody I was messing around with before Kate who come to see me.  Girls got something about visiting guys in jail.  They love the drama.  They love the attention they get from everybody else.  Girls that won’t even give you the time of day on the outside start writing you letters about how much they miss you when you in the box.  It’s bullshit.  But I admit—it do make the time go by faster.  And right now I got nothing but time.  
I get stuck in the hall for the count—which means whoever waiting for me is stuck too.  The guard I’m with lets me do wall push-ups after he cuffs me to a door.  I go at it, hard as fuck, until I’m dripping sweat and my muscles are burning.  Working out helps me not to think about her—or the baby.  The burn is good.  It shuts up the furia.  There ain’t shit I can do anyway, so why make myself crazy playing it all over again in my head?
The count takes forever and I’m betting whoever’s out there waiting is regretting this.  First and last visit.  Nobody want to see me that bad.  
When we finally walk into the visiting room, my eyes catch her before anything else, even though the place is packed.  I’m a homing pigeon.  I can’t see nothing else.
She’s Kate, but she ain’t Kate.  Same black hair, same pale face.  Same scared blue eyes.  Her body is slamming too, less hip, more tit, and she a little taller.  Maybe it’s the heels.  She looks good.  But I know who she is.  
It’s the sister.  Arriving like the grim reaper.  She come repping for the other side.  I gotta smile that this mina got herself into Rikers.  I can tell she’s shitting herself, even worse than Kate.  She ain’t never been in no place like this before, that’s for sure.  All dolled up to come see a criminal like me.  
There’s some part of me that wants to run to her just ‘cause they family.  And then another part that wants to refuse the goddamned visit.  I know Kate feel like she ain’t good enough for her own family.  Makes me fucking hate ‘em.  Kate is good—that’s her main problem.  It’s something she won’t let herself see.
  Now she’s starting to work her hands like she in full-blown panic mode.  I guess I take pity on her.  She looks too much like my girl.  Shit, it’s messing with my head—and my dick.
I pull out a chair and sit down, drilling my eyes into the back of her head.  She spinning around, looking across the whole room.  She don’t know who the fuck I am.  She turns and stares, her eyes taking everything in.  I can practically hear her heart pounding from over here.  She like a baby bird—ready to flip out and fly into the fucking window.  She looks at me and I gesture to the chair across the table.  Relief hits her whole face and her shoulders relax.  She smiles quick and then it disappears and she look scared again.  She marches over to the table and sits down fast.
Why she gonna ask me after she already sit down?  I’m tempted to say no, but I just stare at her instead.  I can see how much they look alike, but I can also see how they different.  She got doubt all over her face.  She wanna fly the fuck out of here.  That makes two of us.
“Emily,” I say not giving anything away.  I’m gonna make her work hard for it.
“Oh, Kate told you about me?”
“She didn’t tell me much.  ‘Nough to know you exist.  Otherwise I’d think I was seeing ghosts.”
“Have you talked to her?”
“Pfft. Naw, not since she came in here to tell me she was pregnant.  Not that it’s your business.  They send you to come tell me she got rid of it?”
“I came on my own, Jaylee.”
She stops and looks down.  
“Kate’s missing; I was hoping you could tell me where to find her.”

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~ About the Author ~

I’m a reader, a writer, and a lover of all things romantic.  I’m also a coffee, hot sauce, ink, telenovela and Bikram Yoga enthusiast.  I live in New York City with my husband and two children, and I spend a lot of time on the playground.

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Thursday, 30 October 2014

Blog Tour - Forgiving Gia (Rocker #2) by Gina Whitney 30th october


Abel Gunner is a rock-star with legendary skills both in and out of the bedroom. He swore he wouldn't fall for another woman after being schemed and manipulated by an ex-lover. He kept that vow until he met Gia Mastro. The Dom inside of him awoke the moment he set eyes upon the submissive beauty. His dark soul hungered for her submission and affection. The deep connection they share leaves him desperate for something he never expected – her love. Her pain brings him the pleasure he craves. Her smile calms the beast that rages within him. Gia loves Abel more than life itself, but Abel is disillusioned by love and wrecks Gia in the process. Her life hangs in the balance. His life depends on forgiving her. This couple must face many truths. Is love enough to overcome the damage that dwells within? Gia’s experiences with love have been nil until meeting the infamous bad-boy rocker, Abel Gunner. Swept up in a mind-bending, Dom/submissive love affair, she’s forced to make decisions that both help and hurt their relationship. They both have to face their demons before they can embrace a future together. In the end, they’re faced with two choices: Fight for their love, or die with their demons.

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                                  SUPPLIES ARE NEEDED
                                 THIS BOOK IS EXCEPTIONAL BRILLIANCE.

If it's possible this book is better than Saving Abel. ANYTHING I thought this book was going to be about couldn't of been FURTHER than what it was about. The Lockable room you needed for Saving Abel, you need for Forgiving Gia. Plus extra LOCKS. The WHAt? WTF? at the end of Saving Abel , was turned into WTFH, SERIOUSLY, OMG. 

Again I am not telling you ANYTHING. I will say I WANT AN ABEL GUNNER FOR MYSELF. ABEL Gunner is THE EPITOME of every  HOT, ALPHA, DOM, BOOK BOYFRIEND you have ever read, then some. And you will be surprised in places as well.

This book is AMAZING, STUNNING, EXCEPTIONALLY BRILLIANT, FLAWLESS, FANTASTIC, EMOTIONAL. This book will be with you long after you have read it. It will leave you emotionally and mentally drained, in the best possible way. This is the book you give a big sigh at the end after not realising you have been holding your breath. I again read this in one go. 

This book is everything little thing you ever wanted for Christmas and never got, you get and more in this book. 

Gina, what can I say except........WOW, WOW, WOW 

This book get 5/5 stars and 5/5 for movie moments. 



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I grew up reading Judy Blume, and Nancy Drew books. I was raised in the town of North Valley Stream, New York(Long Island), and attended community college for fashion design. At 19 years old I opened a boutique. Recently, I published my second novel Beautiful Lies(erotica). Saving Abel(Erotic-Rock-Romance) will be my third and will be published June 30th. When I'm not writing, you can find me with friends and family. I live in Massapequa, NY with my two beautiful boys PJ and Drew, and our Mastiff Hercules. Reading has always been a passion and obsession. You can usually find me typing furiously while shouting obscenities over my latest WIP. My guilty pleasures are: a good laugh, being snarky, espresso, Pistachio ice-cream, alternative music, sunflower seeds, I.P.A's, twizzlers, and above all steamy swooning angst filled novels. I'm pathologically obsessed with True Blood(Eric ;), Games of Thrones, White Queen, Vampire Diaries, Resurrection, and The Originals. If you'd like to chat. Hit me up on Facebook or twitter.


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Release Blitz - Songbird Freed By Lisa Edward

OMG, I am SO excited for this book. I feel like I have been waiting forever for this. Watch out in next few days for my review. 

The 3rd and final book in the Songbird Trilogy by Lisa Edward is now LIVE!!!

My name is Tara O’Connell, and I’ve always believed we control our own fate. That life is a journey with many roads, and the choices we make can shape our future.

Life has presented me with two paths and I’ve chosen one.

Was it right? Did I make the best decision?

After the uncertainty of the last twelve months, my destiny is now crystal-clear to me. I have a man I love more than words can express, a thriving business, and the best friends anyone could ask for. But just when I thought I could put the turmoil of my past behind me and move on, a life-changing phone call has rocked me to the core and turned my life upside-down once more.

To make matters worse, influences outside my control have taken hold and are shattering my perfect world.

But some things are worth fighting for.

Dreams can come true and I’ll do everything in my power to make them happen. But dreams can also be smashed into tiny pieces, and no matter how hard we fight or how hard we wish for something to be, sometimes with the hand we’ve been dealt, we can never win.

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Author Bio
While Lisa Edward has called Melbourne Australia home for her entire life, she has lived and worked in England, and travelled through most parts of Europe and the United States. She loves nothing more than spending time with her husband and beautiful daughter, or curling up into the early hours of the morning with a great novel. By day, Lisa works in the analytical IT field, so relishes the opportunity to foster her creative side through writing. Her deep appreciation for literature was nurtured from a young age, being taught to respect books and get lost in their stories. She enjoys reading honest and realistic novels that are relatable, thought provoking and leave a lasting impression. She can’t write without music playing, using the emotions from different songs to invoke that of her characters. Lisa takes inspiration from her own life experiences, the people around her and those she has met in her travels.

Other books in the series

Songbird (Book 1)

Songbird Caged (Book 2)